Just a little Naomily story I've had locked in my brain for the past few weeks. Haven't really had much time to put a pen to paper recently but finished it last night and thought now was as good a time as any to find out what people think! There are two parts to this story and the next part will be up soon, providing enough people are interested! So here goes- Part 1 :)

Note: Just in case anybody doesn't know what it means: Fat man pants are unbelieveably comfy sweat pants, usually light grey in colour! Not sure if the slang exists anywhere outside this country though :L

Please read & review ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own skins, as much as I wish I did! If I did Naomi would never have cheated! :P:P


"What movie are we watching?" Naomi asked as she watched Emily setting up the dvd player in front of her.

"You'll have to wait and see" Emily replied, closing the disc tray. She picked up the remote from the floor beside her and stood up, turning back to Naomi who was sitting on the couch. Emily sat down on the couch, cuddling in to Naomi.

"It's Moulin Rouge again, isn't it?" Naomi asked, passing Emily the big bowl of popcorn. Emily took the popcorn without answering Naomi's question.

Naomi sighed audibly as the menu screen popped up, confirming her suspicions about Emily's dvd choice. "Every time you pick the dvd we end up watching Moulin Rouge! It's a brilliant movie and all Ems, really, but four times in two weeks is a bit too much" Naomi said with a smirk on her face.

At this point, Emily sat up and turned to face Naomi. She leaned in, planting a slow kiss on Naomi's lips. When they broke apart, Emily pressed the play button without taking her eyes off Naomi.

"You can pick the next three movies we watch" she promised, punctuating each word with a light kiss.

"Deal" Naomi agreed, grinning as Emily cuddled up to her once more, settling down to watch the movie. Naomi wrapped her arm around Emily, tracing meaningless patterns on Emily's arm with her fingertips.

"Popcorn?" Emily offered after about five minutes.

"Nah" Naomi declined.

"What's up? You usually start eating it before the movie's even started" Emily teased.

"Stomach's just feeling a bit dodgy" Naomi answered absently.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked, shifting her position to look up at Naomi.

Naomi looked into her girlfriend's concerned eyes. "I'm fine Ems, I think I just ate too much dinner" Naomi answered. It was half true. She hadn't actually finished her dinner but had felt too full to finish it after eating about half of it. Her appetite had been a bit off that day and from time to time her stomach felt uncomfortable.

Satisfied with that answer, Emily pecked her on the lips before returning her attention to the film. Naomi sighed contently. She didn't really mind what movie they were watching when it was just the two of them and Emily was cuddled up to her on the couch.

Emily fell asleep about half way through the movie and Naomi didn't last much longer before she too, was fast asleep.

Naomi woke with a start at a painful twinge from somewhere behind her naval. As quickly as it had come it was gone. None the less, she felt unsettled by it.

They were still on the couch, Emily sleeping with her head resting on Naomi's lap. The tv screen in front of them was bright blue, where the dvd had obviously finished hours ago. Naomi checked the time on her phone, which told her it was 4:07 a.m.

Figuring she should save them both from sore necks when the got up, she flicked off the tv with the remote and tried to coax Emily out of her slumber.

Naomi carefully slipped out from underneath Emily and knelt down beside the sleeping girls' head. "Ems...Ems" She spoke gently, trying to wake Emily without startling her. "Come on Emily, come up to bed" Naomi said exasperatedly after several failed attempts at waking Emily. The sleeping red head merely moaned defiantly in her sleep.

"Right, that's it" Naomi muttered. She swiftly scooped Emily into her arms. Emily woke with a yelp as she was hoisted into the air.

"What the fuck?" she gasped, locking her arms around Naomi's neck in fear of falling.

"Couldn't wake you so I decided to carry you" Naomi answered with a smirk.

"Sorry" Emily replied, kissing Naomi's cheek. "you can put me down now, I'll walk".

They made their way to their bedroom hand in hand. Emily crawled into bed without bothering to undress, overwhelmed with exhaustion. She was asleep before her head had even hit the pillow.

Naomi wasn't as tired and took her time undressing. After a few minutes she crawled into bed, wearing a tshirt and girl-boxers.

She cuddled up to Emily, spooning her from behind.

Suddenly, Naomi felt another twinge of pain in her lower abdomen. It lasted longer than before and was slightly lower than her belly button this time. She'd never felt anything like it before.

She briefly wondered if she'd eaten anything strange that day, but when she thought about it, she realised she hadn't really eaten much at all that day.

She'd had coffee and a garibaldi for breakfast and only finished half of the pasta Emily had made her for dinner. Nothing strange. Although she usually ate considerably more during the day. She hadn't really had an appetite that day but decided to wait and see if the problem would resolve itself before she woke up before doing something about it.

Naomi gasped in pain as she was woken by that same abdominal pain. It was getting worse.

It took a few minutes for the pain to subside this time. When it stopped she glanced over at Emily. The red head was still sound asleep.

The panda alarm clock on the night stand informed her that it was half seven in the morning.

'Great. Just fucking great' Naomi thought, knowing she wasn't going to get back to sleep. It was Sunday so neither of them needed to be up for anything. Naomi knew Emily would be asleep for hours.

She was about to roll over and attempt to go back to sleep but the pain shot back to her lower abdomen again.

Naomi groaned in pain, curling into the foetal position, subconsciously guarding her stomach with her arms. After a minute the pain subsided.

She looked back at Emily when it was over. She was still sleeping. Naomi sighed, sliding out from under the covers.

She made her way to the chest of drawers, opening the top drawer and pulling out a pair of grey fat man pants. After slowly putting on the pants, she left the bedroom making her way to the bathroom. Once inside the bathroom, she splashed water in her face.

As she patted her face dry with the towel, she was overcome by a sudden wave of nausea.

She had barely turned away from the towel when she vomited into the sink. She gasped for breath when it was over, spitting in a vain attempt to rid her mouth of the sour taste of vomit. There hadn't been any food in her stomach when she'd thrown up but oddly she felt slightly better after it.

After a few deep breaths to calm herself, Naomi brushed her teeth to get rid of the remaining bitter taste in her mouth. She sighed, realising she would probably be sick for at least the remainder of the day.

'Probably a fucking stomach bug' she thought as she made her way downstairs. Figuring eating wasn't an option; Naomi decided to take advantage of the fact that it was a sunny morning.

She slipped in to a pair of comfy trainers in the hallway before going into the lounge in search of the book she had been reading. Finding the book; The Elegance of the hedgehog by Muriel Barbery, on the coffee table, Naomi moved through the house, grabbing her lighter and cigarettes from the kitchen counter, before making her way into the garden.

The sun was high in the sky, already warming the day. She sat in one of the garden chairs and planted the book on the table beside her.

She noticed her aviator sunglasses were still sitting on the table from the day before when she and Emily had sat in the garden together. She picked them up, cleaning the lenses on her tshirt, before putting them on.

She opened her packet of cigarettes and propped one between her lips. She was about to light it when she was stopped by the pain returning to her lower abdomen.

"Fuck" she gasped, doubling over in pain. It took a few minutes longer for the pain to subside this time.

Finally she straightened up. Still feeling a little shaken, she lit her cigarette, inhaling deeply. She decided she would try to avoid telling Emily unless she absolutely had to. She didn't want her to worry over it.

'It's just stomach flu or something. It'll be gone by tomorrow' she told herself.

Deciding she needed a distraction, she picked up her book and got stuck into it.


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